003. Magical Makeover
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“Just the two of us?”
“Yep! Just set up a beauty cam, play a game in my room, and I’ll record your gorgeous self!” Chen Yao seized on Lin Nan’s slight hesitation, charging forward with excitement. “I’ve got plenty of footage ready; you record while I chill in the living room and watch TV. How does that sound?”
“And I guarantee you’ll look stunning! Have you seen those streamers online? They’re all ugly and out of shape in real life, but with makeup, they look like goddesses! I’m sure you can look just as good!”
If nobody sees, then maybe it wouldn’t be a problem.
Lin Nan’s mind was battling like gladiators in an arena, face contorting between anguish and acceptance, his hands nervously wringing at his clothes, his head lolling to the side like a confused puppy.
Seeing him like this, Chen Yao instinctively reached out and poked Lin Nan on the forehead. “You’re not running a fever, are you?”
“Huh?”
Lin Nan snapped back to reality and hurriedly stopped his fidgeting.
“You’re acting like a little girl. I’ve never seen you so girly before!” Chen Yao looked at him with a mix of confusion and amusement.
What a disaster! Lin Nan’s face flushed crimson, his embarrassment amplifying after being caught slipping into feminine mannerisms. He flailed defensively, “I agreed to do it! Let’s go—time for you to dress me up!”
“Not really….”
“Not really what? Let’s go!”
Chen Yao’s house was quite a trek away, but since the Urban Village was in the center of town, a half-hour ride in a rickety three-wheeled taxi brought them to his doorstep.
As they entered, Lin Nan bit his lip, tension radiating from his body like a tightly wound spring.
“The girls’ clothes are in my bedroom closet,” Chen Yao excitedly announced, forgetting the previous awkwardness. “I was going to dress up myself, but then I thought, my face might scare off all my fans! You’re way better suited for this.”
“I’ll scare off your fans too,” Lin Nan shot back.
Chen Yao’s face was all sharp angles, there was no way a filter would save him from looking like a scarecrow.
“You’ll be fine! I’ve applied so many filters, just try on the girl’s outfit one by one in front of the mirror!”
Lin Nan’s expression soured. How did he end up in this situation? But now that he was here, trying on girl’s clothes wasn’t completely off the table.
Honestly, if this had happened just a few days ago, Lin Nan wouldn’t have resisted this request. Although wearing women’s clothes was mortifying, he was somewhat curious to see how he’d look.
The problem was, his body seemed to be under some strange influence.
He hadn’t even dressed in women’s clothes yet, and already managed to accidentally exhibit some feminine traits. What if he ended up genuinely enjoying it and became a cross-dressing weirdo—a guy with a girl’s heart?
Fighting off a sense of dread mixed with unexplainable excitement, Lin Nan entered Chen Yao’s bedroom, threw open the messy closet, and his eyes immediately landed on the maid outfit.
“Why is it still a maid outfit?”
“Because it’s cute!” Chen Yao declared triumphantly. “Go change, and call me when you’re ready.”
Little did he know, his first act of rebellion as an eighteen-year-old would end up being dressing in women’s clothes.
With trembling hands, Lin Nan grabbed the maid outfit, which looked to be from a Maid Café—not too revealing, with a long skirt that revealed just a hint of shoulder, and knee-length, plus a pair of white stockings that left everything but his shoulders covered.
Dressing in women’s clothes was a first for him, yet thanks to some lingering memories from Lilith, he managed to slip into the maid outfit without a hitch, even popping on some shoulder-length coffee-colored wig…
As the fabric hugged him, Lin Nan felt a strange lightness in his body, his movements growing more delicate.
“Oh man, I’m not about to awaken any weird powers, am I?”
His internal grumbling was drowned out by an unmistakable surge of joy that didn’t seem like it belonged to him.
Just like that, the feeling flickered away, making him rush to the mirror, leaning in for a closer look.
Jesus, how ugly!
Lin Nan felt that his eyes might never recover.
He was a bit paler than other guys, but puberty had left its marks with acne scars and dull skin, and to top it off, there were little stubbles on his chin that needed shaving…
His features, even with the wig, still screamed “masculine,” making him look like a guy who had stolen a girl’s outfit and decided to go out for a shameful stroll.
“Hey! Are you done yet?”
“Hold on, hold on!”
Panicking, Lin Nan felt an unexpected wave of sorrow wash over him.
Perhaps it was Lilith’s past as a beauty resenting the fact she had ended up as a troll?
He rushed to take off the dress, but then suddenly remembered the magic.
Right! I can use magic…
Fire magic could unlock a burning touch; what about transforming into a girl magic?
He had come across that spell before.
“Transformation Spell; girl’s attire unlocked.”
That’s it!
Since he was already dressed, the spell was ready to activate.
Taking a deep breath, Lin Nan imitated the incantations he recalled and focused.
A peculiar warmth began to flow from within him, cascading softly through his limbs until, poof! It vanished into thin air.
Was that what they call magic?
Moments later, he felt a subtle cracking in his bones, hints of his skin stretching, muscles began to ache and twitch.
Finally, the changes seemed to plateau; curiously, Lin Nan looked down to inspect, hardly able to resist touching himself; the real sensation left him utterly mesmerized.
His face flushed red, burning, but there was an undeniable thrill surging through him, emotions overflowing like heat on a drunken night out.
“Wait, does the transformation spell have to feel this real? At least give me some… curves?”
He swallowed hard, discomfort bubbling in his throat, but inside, the joy surged like a glass of champagne that had gone to his head.
In a fit of fluster, he yanked off the wig, his black hair cascading down like a waterfall.
Running his fingers through the length, he realized it was already at his waist, as smooth as if he were in a shampoo commercial—genuinely long and sleek.
Though he hadn’t even seen his transformed face yet, the mere appearance of feminine traits was enough to get Lin Nan’s heart racing.
He knew this was an illusion created by another soul, yet his brain still pumped dopamine, allowing the once-embarrassed Lin Nan to unearth flickers of joy from deep within.
